Type-Moon: I, Mordred, am so filial.

After the hard training, it was time to relax.

The blazing bonfire lit up the slightly cold night. Scathach personally hunted a strong bison for her apprentice and suggested that Mordred make at least ten dishes with the bison.

Mordred had reason to suspect that Scathach was deliberately making things difficult for him.

""Small-minded woman."

Mordred muttered softly, keeping his voice very faint, but still audible to Scathach.

However, his movements were not slow.

In fact, he was willing to run over and deal with the bison that had just died.

Because——

"Ding, congratulations on triggering a new mission: Master's Dinner"

"Mission requirements: Make ten different dishes before the sun rises"

"Mission Reward: Filial Piety x300."

To be honest.

Before meeting Scathach, Mordred felt that he was actually very lucky.

Although he had such an unreliable pair of parents, as long as he worked hard, he could save up 100,000 Filial Piety points within ten years to improve the genetic defects of this body.

However, after meeting Scathach, Mordred suddenly realized something like this:

"What a hard life I lived before!"

Thinking back, I worked hard all day and acted like a good kid, but I could only get less than 20 points of filial piety reward from Morgan.

But now, from Scathach, hundreds of filial piety points are casually handed out.

The so-called"big fat sheep" may be just like this, right?

"All right, Master, just wait and see!"

Mordred swore that he would serve this sheep well and make it plump and white - so that he could fleece it better and for a longer time.

……

Mordred spent about an hour to process the bison.

After washing it with clean water, the magic sword that could cut iron like mud turned into the most useful kitchen knife in the world.

With the technique comparable to that of a butcher, the sharp blade easily cut the whole bison into pieces.

At the same time, the cold air escaping from the sword played an important role in locking the nutrients in the meat and keeping the meat fresh.

"With such good skills, it's a pity not to be a chef."

CC looked at the amazing scene in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

Scathach felt more different from the process of Mordred preparing the ingredients.

Speaking of which, she had a hunch before that Mordred's cooking skills seemed to be superior to his fighting skills.

And now, after the"tree-cutting training" during the day, Scathach finally understood where this gap was.

"its not right"

"If he is at this level... he should be able to complete the training easily."

Looking at those thin slices of beef flying out like snowflakes, Scathach suddenly wondered if her teaching method could be improved.

After all, teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is what a good teacher should do.

Coincidentally, this woman in a purple tights is one of the most famous teachers in the world.

She has many ways to"train" these gifted students so that they can grow into the ideal and most perfect one.

"It seems that the teaching plan does need to be changed."

Looking at Mordred busying around the campfire, Scathach thought with a smile.

As a teacher, she likes this kind of challenging students.

……

Three hours later,

Mordred, who had worked hard for a long time, finally managed to make ten dishes.

Five cold dishes, four hot dishes, and a pot of delicious beef soup.

Scathach did not hesitate to be polite with Mordred, and directly showed her terrifying appetite that was no less than that of Altria.

"Did you know that in our time, the amount of food one eats is an important criterion for evaluating a soldier?"

"The more people eat, the better they fight."

Beside the campfire, Scathach, who was tasting the food, began to lead everyone to recall the good old days.

But unfortunately, CC did not give Mordred face.

Facing the food that could be called"the delicacies of the world", she just tasted a few mouthfuls symbolically. Then she began to sit still, showing an anorexic look.

Scathach had reason to believe that the reason why the green-haired woman in front of her was so weak must be related to her small appetite.

However, after a moment.

When Mordred"inadvertently" mentioned that CC was actually an immortal [Eternal], the two of them could get closer.——

"Hmm? Sister, have you killed a god before?"

"How was he killed? Which god was he killed?"

"……"

Seeing Scathach's face-changing speed comparable to Sichuan Opera, Mordred exclaimed,"Wow.

" Don't think he can't see it - Scathach was still indifferent to CC just now.

However, after learning about CC's identity as an immortal. Scathach's attitude towards her took a 180-degree turn.

Even the incredible title of"sister" was used.

Hey, you old woman who has lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years, don't be shameless. She is just a little girl over 500 years old - in terms of seniority, you are her ancestor.

At the same time, CC on the other side was also shocked by Scathach's sudden enthusiasm.

There is no way.

Although she is also immortal, she has only lived for 500 years, but she can never understand the loneliness of more than 10,000 years.

Facts have proved that it is never CC who really needs a kind to share this loneliness.

It's the strong-looking Scathach!

"Was this power obtained through other means rather than by killing gods?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter - no matter how we get it, in the end, we are all the same."

Scathach held CC's hand and said soothingly.

At the same time, wasn't she using CC's existence to comfort her lonely heart?

"Sister, are you free now?"

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